The full moon cries,

”O my child, why don’t you look at me?

You could also enjoy my struggle

To get out of the arms of the golden clouds tonight.”

But do we hear the sound of that musical voice?

We have become too busy to stop for a moment

And to feel ourselves alive naturally.

Published by Pritam

An introvert observer trying to express experiences and imaginations in the form of words.

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